The President's Wife

Chapter 178: Pram coma

Kailla's world was dark for a moment. The self-defense that he had been guarding since, was destroyed in the first second after the fat man in a white coat finished a short sentence, but was able to hit himself to nothing.

The power's gone, flying somewhere. Unable to support the body, the once colorful world slowly disappears from its beautiful net. Kaila fell, slammed onto the hospital floor with no one to stop.

Sam who was not far from him, hurriedly ran. Clutching the body of the pregnant woman so as not to hit the floor of the hospital cold and hard.

“Bay, this how?” sam asked in a position still hugging his employer tightly.

“Wait a minute! I'll call the doctor, all of you take care of Non Kailla and Mr. Pram.” Bayu has run followed by Sam who holds Kailla in his arms. Left behind Ricko and Donny, waiting without knowing what to do.

***

An hour later. Bayu, Sam and Donny have gathered in Kailla's treatment room. Minus Ricko was asked to wait in front of the ICU room.

They are like chicks losing a brood. The men who usually give orders to them are lying unconscious with medical tubes attached all over the body. And his wife, Kailla, has not been awake since passing out in front of the ICU.

“Sam, as long as Mr. Pram is in a coma, you will keep and accompany Non Kailla.” Bayu started it all, after feeling the need for someone to take a stand after their master was helpless.

Sam nodded.

Among the three of them, it was Bayu who was more entitled to give orders. Given, Bayu is the closest person to Pram, who in recent days rose to the status of being Pram's sister-in-law.

Pause for a while, Bayu looks thinking while staring at the pusar at pregnant women who are rolled helplessly on the gurney.

“I will bring my wife and Ibu Citra to live temporarily with Non Kailla. At least until Mr. Pram is conscious. Secret the condition of Mr. Pram from my in-laws. I'm sure Ibu Citra can't take this hit, at least not yet. I'll talk about this with Non Kailla later.” The man continued.

Both colleagues nodded.

“I will take care of Mr. Pram in the hospital and all matters related to the police, as well as investigate the cause of the accident. I can't ask too far about the actual incident, Non Kailla is still in shock.”

“Ricko will be keeping watch at home. After all, there should be one person on duty at home. We do not know this incident was purely an accident or planned.”

Sam and Donny nodded.

“Company still needs someone. Although not as a decision maker, there must still be someone there, until Non Kailla is ready. We do not know, what condition Mr. Pram will be like. Mr. Pram's assistant, Mr. David is still in Austria. The position of deputy director is still empty until now. There is a discourse to find someone to fill that position, but until now has not been implemented.” Bayu.

“Donny ... among the three of us, Donny is the longest and knows the ins and outs of the company. He's been escorting the late Mr. Riadi all this time. I know a lot of employees. For a while, Donny would handle all the questions and take care of the little things outside the administration of the company. At least until Non Kailla is ready and can replace Pak Pram take care of all that is delayed during Pak Pram coma.”

“Ya.” Both answered in unison. There is currently no other option. They should be able to find their own way out.

“I will also try to discuss it with Stella and David.” Bayu said with complete confidence.

***

Kaila opened her eyes after a long sleep in her unconscious state. The eyelids opened slowly, before finally the pitch-black eyeballs looked perfectly rounded. The first thing he remembered was Pram. Even in sleep, her husband was flying in the dream.

“Sayang ..” Kaila whispered softly, barely audible. Long silent staring at the ceiling of the room, Kailla shouted suddenly as the memories that had been messy again gathered.

“Sayang ...” lirihnya teary-eyed. Throwing the blanket that covered her body. Roughly, he pulled out the infusion hose that stuck on the back of his hand. Get down in a hurry with a limp body towards Sam who was sitting waiting on the sofa.

“Sam, take me to see my husband!” Kailla pulled Sam's hand. His assistant was almost asleep, surprised to see that Kailla was already standing in front of him.

“Non ... are you awake? Already healthy?” Sam asked a lot of questions.

Sam shakes. “Pak Pram has not been visited for a while. Being in ICU room is still in doctor monitoring.”

Kailla. As severe as Pram's condition, until his wife was not allowed to visit. Crushed already, Kailla's body was shed on the hospital floor. Sobbing to mourn his fate.

“Mama? Does mom know?” ask Kailla again, looking around.

“I don't know, Non. That problem, Bayu takes care of.”

Kailla could only sigh deeply. Sobbing while stroking his stomach.

"What do I do, Sam? I should how? Left by daddy I can still stand back because there is Pram who always supports me. Now she's the one who left, she's the one who left me alone. I have to how?” he lamented, sitting on the floor.

“Propay Non.” The assistant hurriedly crouched down in front of Kailla, clutching the pregnant mother's body to stand up again.

“Just rest first. Later when Mr. Pram is allowed to be visited, Non can go there.”

“Currently just rest first. Take care of your womb, Non. Mr. Pram will be angry and disappointed if something happens to his children.” Sam tried to calm down.

Sam already helped Kailla lay her body on top of the gurney back.

"Non, take care of yourself, take care of the baby. Don't get sick. Non know, if something happens to your babies, the old tiger can rise from his coma, will rampage and ready to pounce on anyone,” explained Sam, trying to joke around to neutralize the sad atmosphere that attacked his master all of a sudden.

“I ... do not want to die in the hands of Mr. Pram, Non. I'm not married,” said Sam, trying to be ordinary.

***

After a few days of just being able to wait in front of the ICU room, finally on the third day Kailla was allowed inside to meet Pram.

This room for four years was very familiar to him. After her daddy's disappearance, Kailla did not expect at all to enter it again. So quickly, just a few weeks later, he had to hear the medical device that traumatized him himself.

The atmosphere was gripping with the terrible sound of the pulse of a medical device. Hesitating to go inside, Kailla was already greeted with her husband's stiff body with a hose attached to his nose, mouth, hands and chest.

Just three days without meeting, it feels like Pram has changed a lot. Her husband's head was wrapped in a white bandage, fine feathers began to look out on his chin with cheekbones slightly protruding from before.

“You're a little thin, honey,” whispered Kailla as her legs froze beside Pram's bed. His eyes crystallized back. It was hard to keep her from crying in front of her husband.

“You heard me, Honey?” whispered Kailla bowed. Speak softly in Pram's ears with his hands tightly gripped stiff fingers that are not powered.

“Your babies are healthy .. they are kind and can't wait for you to wake up.” The voice of the pregnant woman in the knee-length floral dress sounded trembling.

Turn back, removing the tears that had dripped slowly.

“Honey, quickly wake up. Children miss rubbing your hands again,” Kailla said, grabbing Pram's hand and bringing him to touch his big belly, after successfully mastering himself. Try as hard as possible and not cry.

“Honey, I ... fine. You see ... I .. don't cry.” Kaila spoke with a trembling voice. Holding tightness in his chest, must be strong alone. There is no place to share now. Pram left it with the heart.

He must endure everything himself. In fact, to this day her mother-in-law knew nothing. The elderly woman only knew that Pram was on duty abroad, so she was asked to accompany Kailla at home.

***

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